a museum in his pocket…

The title of this post was a story told to me by my father. Louis Rosenthal was walking around downtown Baltimore with his young son. A man stopped to greet Louis & said to Louis’s son, “Your father walks around with a museum in his pocket” I love that my own son has a drive…

core samples of Vermont granite

my grandparents worked at the quarry in Graniteville while raising my mother & her brother. My uncle works there now. Tis home.

wonderful gift idea for Grandparents…or anyone

I wrote these words on card stock & gave them to the children to color.  I gave ‘We’ to my youngest because it has the fewest letters, therefor less effort required.  My oldest daughter, she had to color both, ‘Grandpa & Bubbe’ & ‘Nana & Giddy’ for both sets of grandparents (Bubbe is for a…

Most Americans came from somewhere…

Almost all of us are descended from immigrants. The people who believe themselves entitled to this country & have nothing to prove to anyone, are the people who make us fall behind the rest of the world, in education, health, pride in making our stuff.  People have always been wary of strangers, every generation hated…